[center][h1][color=#43b3ae]Orrin[/color][/h1][/center]

Practice
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[color=#43b3ae]"One minute?!"[/color]

Orrin looked and sounded horrified, his mouth agape. He looked like someone had told him that he had a minute to live, instead of a minute to catch his breath. Then, he closed his eyes, and a blissful calm came over him. A broad smile lit up his face and, for the next few moments, he forgot that he was surrounded by other students.

[color=#43b3ae]"One minute! Of course! One minute is just long enough to get loose!"[/color] 

He turned his neck to the left and to the right, audible pops sounding off as he did so.

[color=#43b3ae]"Yes! Loose...loose and..."[/color] He twisted at the hips, and a chorus of defeaning cracking sounded as his back popped. [color=#43b3ae]"...limber!"[/color]

[color=#43b3ae][i]You actually just said that out loud, didn't you?[/i][/color]

He looked down at the ground, face burning a bit. 

[color=#43b3ae][i]You only get one chance to make a first impression.[/i][/color]

He gulped, looking for somewhere to flee to. He found his safe harbor in the form of three students. A blonde-haired boy with pants in a state of disrepair, a faunus girl, and a girl with white hair. He tried to think of the lesson he'd learned from the "limber" incident just moments ago. 

[color=#43b3ae][i]Be cool.[/i][/color] He thought for a moment. [color=#43b3ae][i]Do I say 'hi' or 'hello?"[/i][/color] His eyes widened. [color=#43b3ae][i]No! Of course! All the coolest hunters say...[/i][/color]

[color=#43b3ae]"Yo."[/color]

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